…is sitting in an airport an hour after your flight was supposed to have departed, with ongoing mechanical difficulties having postponed your departure indefinitely.
Jayne and I are waiting in the lounge, where we are slowly eating our way through the assortment of free snacks, so it definitely could be worse, but it will be long after midnight before we get to Portland.
I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
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